In the Details.

Details.  I see it in her eye.  Her mind always churning. Her gaze cannot help, but to see every detail, every nook, every cranny.  To her it is always, always something more than meets the eye.  Her hands cannot help to touch, her heart cannot help to feel.  She will wrap her arms around you and tell you the beauty she sees.  Likewise, she will stand back and tell you of the beauty that is missing.  Somehow her invasion, though, is more honest than one would care to admit.  You see, her intrusion sheds light on the very the details you'd never hoped, always hoped one would see.  She sees details.

Day 7 of 31 of the #write31days challenge.